My mother and I went on electric. We are waiting for a train on the platform, standing next to it, holding onto a pillar, a greatly drunk grandfather. In general, some worker put him next to us on a bench and called a police officer at the station. He approached, asked for documents and asked:
What happened to you?
– Nothing
Why are you such?
Which one?
and drunk!
I am not drunk, I am rested.

We managed to contain the laughter, but ment even slid.